Chapter 1122

"It's also said that you can pass the test because of the secret skill of animal control. Qiu Yongcheng Mingming passed the test, but was unexpectedly hurt by the spirit of the beast in the town hall. It's also because of this." Tan Yu continued.

Mu Hanyan then understood what was going on. It had to be said that this rumor was not just a fluke. At least it was right to count Qiu Yongcheng's affairs on her head.

After a while, mu Hanyan guessed who released the rumor. Except for Jiang Qiling, it's hard for others to have such insight, and there's no need to damage her reputation.

As for why other people hide from her, just as they hide from pestilence, naturally they don't have to think much about it. On the first day when she was admitted to the hospital, she murdered a College Tutor. Even though her holiday with the Qiu family was well known, many college tutors would not give her a good look even if they shared a common hatred. How dare the following disciples get involved with her.

"Well, why is it so difficult to keep a low profile?" The cold smoke sighed.

"In addition to that, I've heard a piece of bad news." Tan Yu then said.

"What?" Mu Hanyan asked casually. Anyway, she didn't want to worry about the bad news.

"I've met the master Nie Fangsheng before. It's said that he has a very good personal relationship with Qiu Yongcheng. He has also decided to marry his sons and daughters in law. If Master goes to learn sword casting, it's very difficult to get any true knowledge. Maybe he'll have to suffer a lot, or he'd better learn some other strange skills." Tan Yu said.

"No need." Mu Hanyan directly rejected his proposal.

Qiu Yongcheng has been in Longyan College for so many years. She must be popular. She can avoid Nie Fangsheng. Can she avoid all her tutors? Unless she specializes in kendo, she won't learn any strange skills.

She would like to see how these mentors would share a common hatred and how they would make trouble for her.

"All right." Tan Yu also thought of this, so she didn't persuade any more.

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In the afternoon, they came to the sword casting hall.

A sword casting stove stands in the middle of the hall. Nie Fangsheng stands behind the sword casting stove like a black tower. On the opposite side stands ten college students. Ten of them, like mu Hanyan, are new students who have just been admitted to the college. The others are old students who were admitted to the hospital a few years ago.

There are still dozens of young people standing in the corner of the hall. From the point of view of sword robes, they are all disciples from outside, but they all have some talents. They are accepted by some tutors. Although they are not formal disciples of the college, they can also observe them. They just can't talk too much, let alone consult their tutors. If the tutors are in a good mood, they can give them some advice. If they are in a bad mood, they should be honest Actually look at it, can understand how much depends on their own qualifications.

Outside the hall, there are dozens of young people who are also wearing the sword robes of outside disciples. They stretch their necks and look inside from the window. These people, like Tan Yu and others in the past, are servants, so they are not even qualified for close observation.

As soon as I saw mu Hanyan and others coming in, all of them turned to look, and their eyes were meaningful. Many of them subconsciously want to hide, but where can they hide when the sword casting hall is so big?

"Why did the God of plague come here to learn sword casting? I knew I would learn something else." All of the students in the college are crying out for bad luck.

Hiding is no way to hide, but they still subconsciously retreat a few steps, with mu Hanyan keep absolutely not close distance, put a pair of strangers not close appearance.

"Everyone's here. Let's start." Nie Fangsheng also looked at mu Hanyan and said calmly.

Tan Yu and Gu brothers know the rules, so they quickly retreat to the corner of the lobby. Mu Hanyan and Ling Baobao come to the sword casting furnace.

Other people avoid her just as they avoid pestilence. She doesn't want to talk to them anymore. She decides to learn her own sword casting skills, so that other people don't exist.

At present, judging from Nie Fangsheng's performance, it seems that he doesn't mean to make trouble for her. Although his face is dark and calm, it's not good if he doesn't think it's dark.

Could it be that Nie Fangsheng is the kind of person who has a clear distinction between public and private. He will never forget his duty as a tutor because of his personal enmity? Mu Hanyan secretly guessed that it would be so good? Mu Hanyan thought that although she was not a dark person in her heart, it was good to think of the bad in everything. If it's the same as my guess, there's no disappointment. If it's different from my guess, it's a surprise?

Before long, she knew that her thoughts were not dark, but that some people were so shameless and despicable.

"What I'm going to teach you today is the blood gall sword. You should have heard of its name?" Nie Fangsheng took out a long sword and said to his disciples.

"The blood gall sword seems to be one of the sabres used by soldiers in the army. It seems to be different from our common sabres." A well-informed disciple said.

The vast majority of the practitioners in the Holy Land practice Kendo, and naturally have high requirements for the quality of the long sword. Among the dozens of disciples in the hall, most of the swords they wear are specially forged by famous masters. Each swordsman has different skills, different ideas about the way of casting swords, and different swords are produced.

Although the long swords they wear seem to have little difference on the surface, if their strength reaches a certain level, they will find that the difference is not small. Sometimes, if they miss a little, they may decide life and death.The blood gall sword is a long sword equipped by the soldiers of Anyun state. After all, except for hundreds of thousands of people, it is impossible to cast a long sword for each of them. Therefore, the blood gall sword is made by several sword casting workshops, and the quality and shape of the sword are almost the same.

However, it is for this reason that the quality of the blood gall sword is far less than that of the sabre specially forged by famous teachers.

It's too superfluous for them to enter Longyan college and study the casting method of Longdan sword.

"Don't underestimate the blood gall sword. There's a reason why hundreds of thousands of soldiers in Anyun wear it. There are seven steps in the casting of this sword. The first two steps are casting, the second is forging bones, the second is sharpening the edge, and the last is nourishing the spirit. There are thirty-two kinds of techniques. These thirty-two steps are the cornerstone of the technique of casting swords. If you learn to cast blood gallbladder swords, you can get twice the result with half the effort. " Seeing the disciple's doubts, Nie Fangsheng said in a deep voice with a sense of reprimand.

"I know my mistake." The young disciple quickly admitted his mistake.

Mu Hanyan didn't expect that it was just a sword commonly used in the army. There were so many stresses in casting it, and he also got up his spirits.

"Today, I will cast a blood gall sword for you to see, mainly the initial casting and bone forging techniques. You will have a good look." Nie Fangsheng said.

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